A question of perception
Busy times in the world. The territorial dispute in good old Palestine goes on and on, with no end in sight. The president-elect is preparing for day one on the job, and the party is ramping up. The US auto industry still doesn’t get it. And all I can think about is that it’s really, really cold outside.
I arrived home this afternoon, and the recently posed weather stripping around the front door was in sections on the doorstep. Son #1 had issues with the entry when he arrived home from work (he actually travelled on snowshoes, to my amazement). The door wouldn’t respond to his key because of a clearance problem; something like when we used to “penny” a neighbour’s door in residence. Still, all I can think about is that it’s really, really cold outside.
At work, our first two attempts to change over to Vista have gone badly. One person found that the user account had inexplicably been locked out, with no way to gain access to the desktop. Of course, there was no active admin account, so the only recourse was to dig out the restore media and begin again. On a second machine, we were unable to install any printer drivers. Research in the various user forums show that many others have been down this trail, without any obvious solution. In response, all I can thin is that it’s really, really cold outside.
Clearly (in cold weather, the air is clearer) it comes down to perception. I should be worried about war, pestilence, famime, errors in operating systems. Instead, I’m shivering at the thought of going outside.
